Cirrus answered her quickly, "What do you want, Miss Walker?"
"I want my daughter." Stela said, "Yvonne is my child. Mr. Williams, your fiancee will give birth to a child for you in the future. Why do you have to take my child away from me? Give her back to me."
"No way," Cirrus refused at once. "She’s also my child. She must live with me."
"What if she is not your child?" Stela asked.
Cirrus tightened his grip on the cue and asked, "What did you say?"
Stela said with a sneer, "I don't want to say it a second time. Mr. Williams, you've had a fiancee and will get married soon, right? You'll have your own child in the future. My daughter has just been born, and she’s even less than a month old. She needs a mother. She needs me."
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